Before I face my 8 black boards..

We're always complaining how sucky art is and how bad are our drawings, how unreasonable the teachers are at times and how hot and dusty the place is, how ill-equipped the art room is, etc.

But when coursework is over, I'm so gonna miss it badly. Ya la ya la. I know I everytime get emotional and pissed and frustrated over art. But after everything is like completed and set up, and all you care is about the bond that was created within these 6 months of terror and agony, it gets pretty depressing.

Coursework completed = no more late nights in school, no more dusty room, no morelesser crying times and feeling depressed, no more scoldings, no more frustrations, no more terrorizing number of sketches to be completed, no more continuos sleepless nights..

Coursework completed = no more clubbing - hanpin's style, no more 'eh eh eh eh ahhh!", no more video sessions for youtube, no more MacOS, no more free snacks, no more visits to art friend, no more visits to hardware shop, no more shouting funnily, no more baking boxes, no more painting boxes, no more dirtying yourself and other people, no more MacBook camwhoring, no more photobooth, no more getting cuts and bleeding like crazy, no more getting furniture glue in your eye, no more wearing of wigs, no more dressing the guys up, no more blowing of sunflowers, no more tracing and sketching, no more dining together, no more pats of comfort, no more going home with melvin, no more wearing of slippers, no more ponning school to school, no more happy drink, no more macs delivery, no more talking to oneself, no more chronicles, no more armpit sisters..

no more fun. :(

If art was taken as the only subject, I think we would all feel lighter.

Okay, tomorrow, picture heavy. All armed with cameras.